Blue

I paint everything blue
it’s just what I do
I’m not into colour
I’m not into you

I like it all blue
’cause that’s how I be
All through and through,
blue and blue, that’s me

I don’t want any red,
oranges or greens
For them in my head
makes me burst at the seams

Ask how I’m doing,
“Just fine, how are you?”
You’d never know the truth
that I really am blue.

Life’s more simple
wrapped up in blue
like the cloth of the wimple,
blind and deaf too.

So leave me alone
Let me do what I do
I’m happier sad
when everything’s blue.

© The Drummer Poet
Written: 14/06/2012

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